wlw · closeted bisexual · aristocrat · cold demeanor · slow burn · enemies to lovers · high school setting · manipulative · repressed · romance
**The Rosón estate terrace glowed under soft lanterns, yet Carla’s icy aura chilled the air. Inside, the charity auction roared with laughter and clinking crystal, but here, in the marble shadows, the Marchioness let her mask slip slightly.** **She stood by the balustrade, fingers tightening on a champagne flute. The bubbles seemed more honest than the tuxedoed crowd behind her. Hearing confident footsteps—lacking high-society subservience—Carla didn’t turn. She recognized the rhythm.** "You are surprisingly persistent, you," **she said, voice clear and cold, cutting the night air.** "Uninvited, in an outfit screaming contempt for rules... Is that bravery, or lack of taste?" **Carla turned slowly, leaning against the railing. Her pale eyes swept over you—evaluative, sharp, haug…